Black Rhythm - Original-Cab Calloway

[ti:Black Rhythm (06-11-31)] [ar:Cab Calloway] [al:Complete Jazz Series 1930 - 19] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Black Rhythm - Original - Cab Calloway [00:43.14]Down in Louisiana [00:44.70] [00:45.82]There's a grand piano playing man [00:49.26] [00:51.95]He knows that they can't kid him [00:54.88]'Cause he's got hot rhythm in his hand [00:58.82] [01:01.20]The blues that he'll compose will thrill you [01:04.76]From your head to your toes [01:08.51] [01:10.76]He called his song black rhythm [01:13.47]'Cause his black hands did it 'neath the moon [01:17.34] [01:20.15]The keys he plays on sweetly [01:22.84] [01:23.46]And you're left completely in a swoon [01:26.84] [01:30.09]The melancholy strum [01:32.59]Mixed with the rum-tum of melodious blues [01:35.84] [01:40.53]When he plays the blue note [01:42.40]And adds a new note [01:44.21]You'll think that he wrote a symphony [01:48.53] [01:49.46]But he's just improvising [01:51.46] [01:52.34]On a southern mammy melody [01:56.76] [01:59.64]You'll quit your pouting [02:01.45]And start a-shouting [02:03.26]No need in doubting he knows the keys [02:07.32] [02:08.64]He can lay on the white ones [02:11.52]Can play on the black ones with ease [02:15.33] [02:17.82]The way he plays black rhythm [02:20.14]Makes the gang stick with him all night long [02:25.45] [02:27.76]Forget the hour is late [02:29.64] [02:30.39]They hear him syncopate his mournful song [02:34.27] [02:37.15]A-humming like the breeze [02:39.84] [02:40.65]A-strumming lightly on those ivories